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04 August 2009 @ 10:27 am
Les Semaines August 2, 2009: Sixth Week of Clarion West 2009  
The last week is always so intense for the students and for us. All the work and with the anticipation of saying goodbye. Trying to make all the last stuff count. And each day there are so many this-is-the-lasts. No matter how ready everyone is for it to be over, the end is hard and always comes sooner than anyone expects. I always feel on the edge of forgetting something crucial, something that will cause a crisis, and I know it's the result of just too many little things to do in a short time that has suddenly come upon me, but yikes. I remember how that felt when I was a part of the class myself.

This was a fun week for the students, which they needed after five intense weeks. Not that this wasn't intense, but Rudy Rucker is also a playful instructor, which added relief to the exhaustion and hard work, and got us through Seattle's record-breaking heatwave, as did the air conditioner one of the students had brought in. It sat around for most of the workshop. We had no idea how much we were going to need it.

No more new stories. No more everyone spread all around the house critiquing. No more playing Thing. No more Joni-cooked meals. No more spontaneous squid songs about Tentacle Longing. No more weekly readings or parties. No more Mystery Muses. No more Write-a-thon-ing. Damn. I miss it all.

Now everyone's gone. The doors are closed. We're missing all these people we had just started to allow ourselves to get to know (we try to interfere as little as we can with the group).

It's all over, and I'm in recovery mode. Actually, that's not quite true. Instead of doing nothing and sleeping all day as I sometimes do after the workshop, I got up the next morning and started vacuuming. I've been playing catch up the last few days, digging through the stacks of paper on my desk. Completing the write-a-thon. Paying bills. Getting Stuff Done, which may be a reaction to the fact that it's no longer 103 outside.
 
 
 
Artemis Jones: OH R'LYEH?rimrunner on August 4th, 2009 05:48 pm (UTC)
No more spontaneous squid songs about Tentacle Longing.

Hail Zondor!
Neile Grahamneile on August 5th, 2009 12:37 am (UTC)
You should hear their song! It would be *perfect* for Zondor!
it's a great life, if you don't weakenmatociquala on August 4th, 2009 08:33 pm (UTC)
Goodbye, CW 2009. I miss you already.
Neile Grahamneile on August 5th, 2009 12:34 am (UTC)
And we miss you!
E.C. Myersecmyers on August 4th, 2009 09:31 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you all made it through another successful workshop! The sixth week is full of a lot of last moments, but this year's class also has a lot of firsts to look forward to, thanks to CW.

Rest up :)
Neile Grahamneile on August 5th, 2009 12:37 am (UTC)
That sixth week is strange, isn't it?

I'm remembering how to sleep in. What a lovely thing that is.
akashiverakashiver on August 4th, 2009 11:43 pm (UTC)
Thanks so much for helping us keep our sanity, Neile. I miss you guys already!
Neile Grahamneile on August 5th, 2009 12:35 am (UTC)
It's scary--I keep seeing you everywhere before I realize that of course it's not you.
Oktober_Ghostoktober_ghost on August 5th, 2009 02:14 pm (UTC)
As always, thanks for everything, Neile. It's weird doing the transition thing. When I woke up this morning, I had a clear view of the alley in my mind. I'll send you the final eval (Rudy's and the extra questions) this week sometime.

I don't miss the noise or light pollution. There are crickets and frogs rocking out all night, but that's about it.
Neile Grahamneile on August 6th, 2009 06:13 am (UTC)
Thanks for making it a fun workshop to make happen.

The transition is weird and sometimes hard--you're not quite the you who stepped out of your life six weeks ago.

Noise and light and that alley. I'm sure it's better to be where the crickets and frogs make all the racket. I remember the cricket noise. I was amazed how loud they are down there--there's nothing like that here.